Patience of the Second Wife
Misjudged

In the room, it doesn't matter that according to Dinda, the important thing is that Alan is not too curbed his desire that has arisen in the sweet potato that wants to be channeled immediately.

After asking for help, Mr. Tedi and Bi Romlah, now the machine is sitting beside the window of his room.

''What Alan said, here is better, '' his great-grandson breathed in the fresh air from behind the open glass.

After being satisfied with his leisure, Dinda took a book and pencil, usually drawing the design that will be made.

''I don't know my son yet, what kind of girl is a boy?'' knock the pen on the table.

''People say the hell if the face of a pregnant woman turned into a beautiful daughter girl, well if it turns into ugly boy.''

After muttering, Dinda stepped towards the front of the mirror confirming her current face.

''It turns out you are ugly Din,'' he said weakly.

''That means her son is a boy, '' when it's not that, since marrying Alan, Dinda never thought about his appearance, what else since pregnancy, since pregnancy, never wear make up for reasons you don't like.

Like a madman with no interlocutor he always talks to himself, maybe dead room furniture can be a silent witness to how sad his life Dinda is today.

Just sitting in a good position while confirming the engine is not yet fit, the door is knocked from the outside, fortunately not in the key, so Dinda just yells.

''Enter!" yells.

Bi Romlah nongol with a bag of crackles in his right hand.

''This is a non order," he said approaching Dinda and offering her groceries.

After checking everything and it turned out to be complete, Dinda again embraced Bi Romlah.

''Once again thank you, Bi, and I'm sorry for bothering Auntie."

''Noon, whatever you don't need is Aunt's responsibility" stroked Dinda's arm.

''Not so Bi," the voice from the doorway made the two turn their heads, He would have legs should be able to find themselves not having to tell others." he explained loudly.

Dinda was silent as well as Bi Romlah, a word he did not want to argue, in the usual snaps, it was common, and according to him there is also a point if he is on foot love is indeed to walk and try not to have to ask for help to others.

Bi Romlah was silent, there was no way he could refute the words of his young master despite his outrageous attitude towards his wife.

''Ok, Bi, I'm sorry yes, please give this store address once gus the name of the store is Bi, next time I'll find it myself."

Dinda said so loudly, even the woman did not show her sadness even though her heart was slashed to hear Alan's loud talk to her.

Forced Bi Romlah to record the address and name of the store he just visited, although not bear.

''Fine Non, auntie excuse me," Bi Romlah kindly left Dinda's room.

While Alan was still sitting in the doorway, it was like Dinda threw the man away but in his words, it was better to continue his activities than serving the man.

Want to see when you guys show off in front of me, and make a heartache.

But Dinda no longer want to dissolve in the atmosphere because it will not change his fate at this time.

Alan turned his head towards Dinda who was still busy struggling with her books and pencils.

''O. So your second wife bought a butut sewing machine." he said loudly that can still be heard by Dinda.

''Take care of him, pass us to the room," embrace the shoulders of Syntia, both of them mutually and of course know what husband and wife will do in their free time.

Dinda sighed, still did not expect his life would be like this, he had to experience a small stress that should not be experienced by pregnant women, but circumstances that make him have to deal with it all, he had to face it all, not getting the love of the husband just feel the pain, what else when he saw his husband attach importance to his first wife, it feels unable, but for the sake of the fetus in the bladder Dinda tried to be patient.

''Son, you are healthy in Mom's stomach, even though you never get father's love, I will take care of you with all my soul" he said stroking his queen's stomach.

Do not want to choose love, because the sex of the baby is not necessarily, now Dinda try to make two designs, namely men and women, because according to him, Dinda, can be loved to the children of relatives in the village if not used.

When finished, now Dinda began to take the fabric to be made and began to cut it slowly and try as good as possible to get maximum results.

When Dinda was busy with her activity making clothes for her baby, just in the next room, her husband was busy with his first wife who was so pampering him, but as bright as the image of his second wife was disturbing his brain despite Alan repeatedly trying to brush it off, the smile continued to adorn Dinda's lips, as if the woman was smiling at him.

''Syn." said Alan stopped Syntia who almost stripped her clothes, inexplicably Alan became excited after the shadow of Dinda passed by, and then came back to her, though his desire was unstoppable and peaked to the end of the head.

Syntia snorted because she knew the look on her husband's face that looked restless.

''Thinking what?'' back to Alan's cheek.

Alan smiled crisply, there was no way He said that He remembered Dinda.

''I'm just tired of it, you sleep, it's okay?'' tuck Syntia's hair that is still resting on it.

''No, I'm also a little tired, okay later we continue." shifting his body allows Alan to wake up.

Alan smiled again and moved out of bed.

''I want to come down with you?" put your clothes and hair in front of the mirror.

''No ah, lazy, anyways why, it's night,'' grabbed the phone he just put.

Just like Syntia, Alan took his phone, there was actually something turbulent in his heart that he had not seen, and now Alan chose to go down and relax in the living room.

Quickly the man opened the screen of his phone, after a few minutes did not find anything, Alan threw his body into the sky.

If he doesn't use the ATM, he gets money from where, does he ask money to Faisal, or don't ask to mama, but if to Faisal is not possible, he must have told me, in his heart.

I don't know what feelings are covering Alan's heart at this time, which he certainly can't close his eyes.

''You are really sneaky Din, even though you do not use the money I love, in fact you are using the kindness of your mother who loves you so much."